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It is years prior. The odyssey that awaits Solomon cannot even begin to even enter his mind. Solomon is with his family - Anne, Elizabeth, Margaret and Alonzo. Solomon holds in his hand and up to the light of the window a SMALL, STAINED GLASS MEDALLION. Nothing too elaborate. Something a child would, and in fact has, made; a simple, colored flower. Five pedals surrounding a flower head. As light passes through the stained glass the colors resemble those of the previous scene. Though, at this moment, as he marvels at the gift from Elizabeth, there is much joy in his heart.
SOLOMON
You made it? Yourself?
ELIZABETH
Nearly so.
ANNE
She had a little help around the
fire. Nothing more.
ALONZO
It's rather plain.
ANNE
Hush! It's beautiful.
SOLOMON
Precious. It is precious.
MARGARET
May I wear it?
ELIZABETH
It's for father!
ALONZO
I can play the drum.
SOLOMON
A brief exhibition around
Margaret's neck before I reclaim
it.
As Solomon fastens the medallion around Margaret's neck, Alonzo takes up a small drum and begins to beat it mercilessly as he runs around the room. Margaret strokes the medallion and smiles.
ALONZO
Do you like my drumming?
ANNE
I believe we have raised a master
of fortissimo.
MARGARET
I adore it. Will you fashion one
for me?
ANNE
ELIZABETH
Come, Margaret. Into the light.
Elizabeth beckons Margaret closer to the window, Elizabeth holding up the medallion to the light. Anne remains close to Solomon as he stares at the light coming from the pendant.
OVER THIS WE HEAR an emotional supplication from Solomon:
SOLOMON (V.O.)
Lord... Have I not always been
faithful? Did I not put you above
all else?